[Ming Ke] Starting from scratch

The stone man looked at himself in the mirror of the sink.Mature face, rigorous and indifferent eyes, hair dripping slightly.He wiped his hair clean again.

Fragments popped up in his mind.A young man hastily began to analyze his curves after taking a shower, but was forced to blow-dry his hair by a girl who was traveling with him.

"If you don't dry your hair, you'll have a headache. Even if you try hard, you won't be able to concentrate," the girl said.

"Got it, sister." The boy replied impatiently.

The stone man looked at himself in the mirror again.The memory confuses him a little, but he puts that aside immediately.

These memories are nothing but junk data.After occupying this space, uninitialized garbage data.

And the function of the space before, has nothing to do with his stone man.

Now he is a stone man, a newborn man.The current him, the current body, the current functions.The person in the past is nothing more than garbage data that has nothing to do with him.

After bidding farewell to Ms. Sakura, Amuro Toru also bid farewell and went back to the room.

Murata Yoshishima arranged a new room for him, and the furnishings were all according to his preferences.Toru Amuro was a little apprehensive, but faced with the enthusiastic and happy faces of a large room, he finally swallowed the words of refusal.

He lay on the big soft bed, let out a sigh, and looked hesitantly in thought.

After coming here, Romani did not reserve anything for him to visit, and tried his best to explain any doubts.But the jigsaw puzzle of the incident has filled in the corners, and the core part is still firmly covered by the veil.

Something is wrong.Something is obviously wrong——

Romani raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly appeared a gentle smile. He was dressed in a high school uniform, which was incompatible with the crowd of students.Toru Amuro is almost in his thirties, but he looks as young as a young man in his early twenties, so seeing Romani pretending to be a young girl is also...

and many more.

Toru Amuro jumped up from the bed, his back straightened.

While at the winery, DRC was writing new programs, and Gin attached great importance to it, minimizing the visibility of DRC in the organization.Even if DRC willfully took away Bourbon's mission, he chose to appease Bourbon and not impose any punishment on DRC.Even the action of leaving the organization, which is regarded as a defection, was easily agreed.

"Technology that can change the world," Romani told him.

Amuro opened the drawer, opened the notebook and jotted down the words in the blank space.He found the records of the previous clues, connected inferences in his mind, and finally got a ridiculous to outrageous result.

However, if this is the only possibility, no matter how absurd—that is the only truth.

The ink from the tip of the pen penetrated to the bottom of the straw paper, and Toru Amuro drew circles on his conclusions.When he drew No. 17 circles, he threw away the pen, closed the notebook, stared at the cover, and smiled wryly.

"Change the world. Even if you tell me like this──but this kind of thing is too powerful. It's completely beyond expectations──"

After muttering to himself, Toru Amuro dialed out the phone, and it was connected instantly: "ZERO, I haven't thoroughly investigated what happened last time..."

"Just tell me what has been found." Amuro said.

Yu Sato walked to a quiet place: "There is very little information about electronic experiments, but it looks like ordinary electronic machine research and development, and the information of the main personnel has been wiped out. It is the Elaite Group... Do you remember? The Koji Haneda case you asked me to investigate?"

"Of course. Are they related?"

"Amanda, who died in the Haneda Koji case, was one of the owners of the Elite Group." Yu Sato said, "After Amanda's death, the Elite Group's capital chain was broken, but a huge sum of money was suddenly remitted on the eve of bankruptcy. The remitter is Kudo Yusaku—”

Toru Amuro's sapphire blue pupils shrank suddenly.The truth he has been chasing for a long time emerges in front of his eyes. Koji Haneda, the Kudo family, the purpose of the organization, Romani who possesses mysterious technology-the connection between each link is clearly revealed.But his face didn't look like he was surprised when he got the answer, but rather lost, with a lingering haze.

"Also, there is a strange thing." Sato Yu's words interrupted Amuro's divergent thinking, "Elite is the current president, I found out that his flight is coming to Tokyo today—Hello? Zero? What's going on with you——"

Amuro dropped his phone and rushed to Romani's room.

In the room, Romani was sitting at the desk reading a book when suddenly someone came in and looked at Toru Amuro suspiciously.Toru Amuro's chest rose and fell, he pursed his lips tightly, and remained silent for a while.Romani guessed what: "You know everything?"

Seeing Romani's calm face face to face, Toru Amuro hesitated, "I don't know, I just have some guesses."

Romani fiddled with her long black and smooth hair, and lowered her eyes.

Amuro finally said, "The secret you have... is eternal life, right?"

With a "click", the void's defense wall collapsed and peeled off.

Romani raised his eyes, his unsurprising expression was equivalent to tacitly acquiescing Amuro Toru's thoughts.He clenched his back molars and couldn't help walking to the table and chair in front of her. The tall shadow brought a huge sense of oppression.Toru Amuro pulled out his chair and sat down regardless of his demeanor, and knocked on the table with his veiny hand: "This kind of thing is too messy! The people from Yilaite may have searched you in Japan, and the winery may know News. Every step after this is an abyss!"

Romani nodded softly, "Is it Yilette..."

After confirming that the defense wall in his body had failed, Romani picked up the exquisitely crafted teapot, poured out two cups of water, and handed a cup to Amuro Toru.Amuro put it on the table, and before he could ask, Romani said unhurriedly, "Mr. Amuro, please don't be impatient. Maybe you would like to hear the whole story now?"

If according to her thinking, after someone realizes the secret of eternal life, she still identifies with her human identity as before-this is the last step to become a real human being.

When human beings agree with each other from the heart, the world also agrees with it.Romani, who wandered on the edge of the world for many years, was finally accepted by the world.

The secret defenses of programming, so it doesn't work at all.

Romani has no previous memory.

The past life was like a dream.After waking up from the dream, she was lying on the laboratory bench illuminated by incandescent lamps.A group of men in masks and gloves hold surgical instruments to cut muscle on one side of the body and separate nerves on the other.

Romani almost died of pain.

But every time after a coma, there was awakening.The time of coma became shorter and shorter, and later he was forced to remain awake.

If hell exists, it must be ashamed of itself.Unable to survive, unable to seek death, enduring physical and mental pain day after day.There is no future, no light, no hope.The white coats turned her over and pushed her over like an object, the body parts were lost and then sewn back, and the brain blocks were constantly formatted and restarted.

If only I could die.

Romani gradually lost his perception of the world.There is no concept of life, and the boundaries of people are eliminated.It seems that it is really a container, which is used to hold various chemical substances, they react, and then they are for people to watch.

For a while, she seemed to lose her own body and was attached to a strange box. When she thought she was a real box, the white coats cheered excitedly.

They're saying, finally made one.Although it is half a waste product, its functions are complete.

Next, Romani entered another cold body.

The cold body is very strange, without the five senses, but the neural pathways are in front of it like numbers.

So, Romani felt that he was a box with numbers.

She didn't feel the passage of time, and she didn't know how long it had passed, the digital circuits in the box became clearer and clearer, and the numbers became bigger and bigger.Someone seemed to be training something, and Romani passed the days in a daze, the only thought being: No matter what they did, it wouldn't hurt anymore.so good.

Such thoughts continued until one day when she was briefly awake for a while.

She sensed that there was another object, accepting the same thing as her.The head of the string of numbers was cut open, revealing the messy numbers inside.The white coats stirred and stirred, poured and poured, but they couldn't make the numbers more orderly.

Romani seemed to see herself.

This is not good at all.

The box doesn't think anything is bad.So Romani thought, he should not be a box.

After an unknown amount of time, Romani sensed the surrounding environment from the numbers.Many strings of numbers were continuously pushed onto the operating table, and the white coats arranged the numbers one by one, but all failed.The white coats said:

Only this one succeeded.

That is only a semi-finished product and cannot go any further.

The war is coming to an end.There is no excess funds to turn around.

Without funds, should we give up?It's all gone here.

Without funding, we can do nothing.

Romani realized one thing.

Funding seems to be a big deal.

So she quietly obtained a lot of information from the digital strings of the world.The amount of information is huge, but the modified brain easily manages it.

She wants it all to end.

Romani saw the state of the world.The cruel war is coming to an end, and those who have made a lot of money in the war are gradually stopping their activities.The green leather clothes who support the white coats are running out of money.They need to abort this costly project that has been fruitless for a long time.

Romani falsified some data, found a company, traded with the green clothes, and exchanged a large amount of funds for the ownership of the experimental project.

Romani and the other boxers were moved from the white coats to a warehouse.

The numbers in Romani's box are already strong enough to go anywhere.She is constantly absorbing new figures, making her capacity more powerful.She helps the company make decisions to prove her worth and not be passed back to the green suits.

I don't know how long it took, and something called a computer emerged.Romani's digital sense found a home there.It is simply a sharp tool for storing numbers!Her abilities grew further and were carefully guarded as the company's secret weapon to differentiate itself in the market.

Romani assisted one company after another in power.Year after year, the body box has become more and more mature under the control of the information network, and her appearance is no different from that of ordinary people.The long river of time took away one proud figure after another, but he was helpless against Romani.

Time and space have forgotten her.Romani is not a living creature, and has never been favored by birth, old age, sickness and death.Only the computer is with her, and the computer will be updated and repaired; she is just an advanced computer with a human body.

However, I am not reconciled.I am not willing to exist without brilliance like this, and I am not willing to be ups and downs in history unconsciously.Even more reconciled to the pain I suffered in the past in the shadow of heavy swords and blood in the dark.Even more reconciled, those compatriots who are still sleeping, they just turned into dust without knowing anything.

After all, she is a half-finished product, and there are still residual human consciousness to fight tenaciously.

Romani hid this loophole, and while assisting the top management as usual, he secretly looked for an opportunity to become independent.I don't know how many years have passed, and finally an opportunity came to him.

It was a mysterious black organization that carried out illegal activities around the world centered on Japan.Their way of action is very familiar, just like the profiteers in the war years, trampling the blood of other people's heads under their feet to obtain higher profits-not indistinguishable from those who cruelly harmed their compatriots!

Romani successfully mixed into the organization with a forged identity, and with the help of the global information network, he swallowed several equally dark and cruel organizations as votes.She quickly got a code name:

"Have an absolutely keen sense of capital flow. A noble person with terrible wealth." The rumored BOSS commented, "Then it's called--Romanni."

Romani raised an eyebrow.This coincided with the name Romayne that the group's top management called her, but it was impossible for the black organization to find out her existence.

"Romanee-Conti," sure enough, the BOSS continued, "'with the fragrance of roses that are about to wither, the jewel left behind by the gods when they return to heaven'. DomainedelaRomaneeConti—this code name is a bit too long? Then call it DRC."

A hanging heart fell slowly, and Romani accepted the honor respectfully and joyfully.

There was a silver-haired young man who was dissatisfied: "Boss, how can a rookie afford such an honor?! If he has the heart of disobedience in the future..."

"Every cadre comes from a newcomer step by step, Gin." The boss said in a relaxed tone, "DRC's ability can live up to this title."

Romani ignored Gin's hostility and proceeded with the plan step by step.

In order to protect her identity, she had to be extremely cautious and borrowed the bodies of compatriots who had not yet awakened from the warehouse.Due to the different degrees of human experiments in the past, some people's whole bodies have been replaced with prosthetic bodies, and some people barely have normal human bodies.It has been frozen in the warehouse for an unknown number of years, probably because of the drugs added by those white coats, and the aging degree of different groups of people is also different.

Romani transferred his consciousness into his compatriots, and occasionally carried out the operations of the Black Organization with this dignity.

In one operation, Gin "accidentally" blew up Romani's legs. When he was still hypocritically considering whether to apologize to win people's hearts, Romani found materials and reattached the prosthetic body.So when Gin came to the meeting place and saw the unharmed DRC, he suspected that he was hallucinating from taking drugs.

Since then, every time Gin will confirm whether the DRC who is good at disguise is the real person "just in case". The method of confirmation is to destroy him with a single shot.

After collecting some intelligence from the Black Organization, Romani waited for an opportunity.The Black Organization is going to take action against a person named Koji Haneda, and the location is in the United States. It is confirmed that an acquaintance needs to be killed--Amanda, one of the largest capitalists of the group.

Romani did not hesitate to arrange a series of plans since then: kill Amanda, break the funds, and re-forge his identity to buy himself this 'highly intelligent AI'.The same plan as escaping from the green leather jacket, the only difference is that the green leather jacket knows the true identity of Romani and others, and the people in charge of the group think it is just a highly intelligent AI from the beginning to the end.

The green leather jackets naively believe that Romani, who has completed the transformation, does not have humanity—or maybe they are deluding themselves and want to get the last pot of gold.

However, human nature can always be in the darkest abyss...

Stretches a chain leading to day.

The author has something to say: I will go! ! ED was made to cry by himself!